"So... boyfriend?"

He stops eating from his lunchbox and stiffens. "Scarlett, I'm not  talking about this," he snaps. I cringe.

"But... why? I'm confused, Ethan-""Stop."

I frown and pout. "Ethan," I whine.

His jaw clenches. "Look. I'm not discussing this right now. Everyone needs to be there, okay? So, you can choose. Or you skip classes for today and go home with me, or you stay at school and wait until Jordan picks you up."

So now it's Jordan?

I can't wait so long for answers. And the classes I have now are just PE and sexual education. "I can skip," I smile. His eyes widen. "Shit," he mumbles.

He turns to me. "You can't skip class. You never skip class," he says. I giggle. "For everything there's a first time."

Sighing, he gets up. "Fine. You win, Scarlett. Let's go. You can call them in the car, they'll be happy to hear you."

I squeal. "Yey!" We get in the car. I grab my phone from my backpack and video call them.

Jordan picks up first. Then, the others join pretty quickly. They're all confused. I set the camera in an angle where they can see Ethan too.

"You need to come home," I sat to them. "What? What happened?" Owen almost yells.

I giggle. "Nothing yet. Ethan just dropped a bomb."

They frown. Ethan rolls his eyes,"Thanks again, Scarlett."

I giggle again. "He said he was my boyfriend to Mike, and then he got all weird en said something about everyone? What did you say again?"

I turn to Ethan. He looks at me for a moment, then in the phone. "Home. Now."

They hang up. Well, everyone except Owen. He's running to his car, but he's still calling. "Owen, you're still on the phone."

He smiles at me. "I know. I'd like to hear your voice when I drive. It calms me."

Okay, fair enough. 

"So we're going home?3 I ask Ethan. He nods, but doesn't look at me. I shrug. I guess I'll talk with Owen then.

"So, Owen?" He hums. All I see on the screen is black, so I guess he put the phone somewhere to avoid accidents. "What's your favorite color?"

There's silence on the other line. "My favorite color? Why are you asking this? You're not very creative, Scarlett, he teases. I roll my eyes. "Just trying to keep the conversation going," I shrug.

He chuckles. "Okay, good. My favorite color is black." I frown. Black? "Black isn't a color," I say. He picks up the phone and glares at me. "If it's not, why is there paint from it, then?"

"Eh..." I don't know. "For people like you, who think it's a color," I giggle. He grins. "People like me? Hot, funny people?"

I roll my eyes. "You're way to sure about yourself." He arches an eyebrow. "Oh, you're lucky I can't do anything about that attitude ye-" "Owen," Ethan snaps, cutting Owen off. He gulps.

What's wrong? I look at Ethan, confused, but he doesn't glance at me. I hang up on Owen, now fully turning to Ethan. With wide eyes, he looks at me.

"What the heck is wrong with you?" I ask, my tone harsh. He gulps. "Nothing... " I roll my eyes and look outside, just when he parks. We're home.

He gets out if the car and slams it closed. I flinch. Is he mad? But he opens my door and picks me up. "Little brat," he mutters. I frown, but am happy with my place, tucked to his chest. 

We walk inside and get comfortable on the couch, waiting for the rest to get here. I snuggle into his side. "I like being with one of you," I whisper. He grabs my chin and makes me look at him.

"You like kissing us too, hm?" My cheeks flush, but I shake my head. He snickers. "Sure." I turn to look at him. "And why are you talking about it now and not in the car, hm?"

He shuts down and shrugs. I turn around, hearing cars pull up. I walk to the window and see Jordan's car parked, and him rushing inside. Then, Elijah and Aaron pull up very fast. Owen's next, of course he's last. 

I grin as they stumble inside, looking panicked. "What? What's wrong?" Jordan pants. How is he panting from driving?

"Nothing's wrong, just Ethan's head," I shrug.  They glance at Ethan, who's sighing. "Some guy bothering her, so I said I'm her boyfriend. Fucker got scared," he chuckles to himself before continuing.

"And then she kept asking question about it, so I guess it's time." A look of understanding crosses their faces, and they sit down on the couches. Jordan pulls me on his lap, and I smile. "Hey, Jordy."

His eyes narrow. "Jordan, thank you very much. And now is not the time for jokes, as much as I love them, baby."

Baby.

He just called me baby. Why aren't the others reacting to this? My cheeks flush once again. Oh no, I got them all set up. They all think I want to be their girlfriend. And I do, I want to be their girlfriend. I want them all, but how?

I want them as a boyfriend. I want more than one boyfriend.

But I can't. Now is the moment they're finding out about each other and that they're going to get mad and kick me out and then I have to live with my dad again-

"Scarlett. Where did you go, sweetheart?" he whispers. I snap my attention back to him, calming down. They won't kick me out, right?

I look at the rest, watching us closely. "Eh... talk about what?" I ask. They stiffen for a moment. Then, Aaron winks at me. "Us."

Shit. I glance at the others from the corners of my eyes, but they don't budge. Huh? Do they know?

I gulp and look down. I need to explain, before they get mad at me. "I wasn't intending to," I whisper, but they've heard me. I can tell from their frowns.

"I didn't want to use you. I can tell you know... from each other, and I'm truly sorry. I shouldn't have played with you. Or your feelings. I understand if I have to go home now, although it isn't my home, but..."

Ethan cuts me off. "So you didn't want to kiss any of us?" Well, no, but... "That's not what I'm saying," I brush it off. They start smirking, and Jordan's arms tighten around me.

"I'll explain something to you, Scarlett, and I beg you to listen," he says. I nod, anxious. He seems very serious. 

"You read sometimes, right?" I nod, not understanding why that's important. Panic fills me at the thought they found my reading app on my phone. Freak, that shit is kinky...

He smiles a little. "And which type of... relationships do you read?" I frown, confused. What does he mean, relationships? "Oh, eh, well... Straight, gay?"

"That's it?" He sounds a little disappointed. One book floods in my mind... Oh! My eyes widen. Reverse harem. Is that what he's referring to?

But that can't be fun for them, right? Having to share just one girl? I can't satisfy them all at once, with hugs and kiss. 

He cocks an eyebrow. "Yes?" I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. Then, a hoarse whisper,"Reverse harem."

They start laughing, all of them, and my cheeks flush once again. This time, embarrassment. So that's not what he meant...

Owen is the first one to get a hold on himself, which surprises me, and smirks at me. "I mean, you're right, but why so dramatic?"

My jaw drops. So this is what they want? With big eyes, I watch each of them. If this is what they want, then it sure is my benefit. I smirk. I could have hugs and kisses all the time.

They watch me seriously now. I tap my chin, thinking. "So what does that contain?" Jordan chuckles. "Seriously? That's all what's coming from that pretty mouth of yours? We just said we want tos hare you and you don't freak out?"

I shake my head, and they look relieved. "I mean, I get attention all the time," I shrug. Owen seems to smirk, and I nudge him. "What?"

"Not only innocent attention, baby," he chuckles. My eyes widen. "Owen," I hiss, punching his arm. He chuckles. My cheeks are, once again, a deep red. How can he think like that!

Jordan turns me to face him. "We meant what we said the first day. We have no privacy. We share everything. If you're not comfortable with that, tell us now. You're free in this, Scarlett, you have a choice."

"And I want it," I smile. They've been flirting with me since day one, and I feel good around them. Safe. Happy. Comfortable.